Words, like swords
slice through the air
as sharp and honed
as the warrior and his skill...
With a solitary thrust
a powerful blow
delivered hard and deep
it's intent...
to kill...
The words once delivered
like the thrust of a sword
cannot undue the wound...
The battle over
the warrior stands victorious
staring down at the enemy
lieing at his feet...
Gazing absently
at the wound that bleeds
and the sword in his bloodied hand
fades into nothingness
like words
intangible but felt...
The enemy is dead
but so is the warriors soul!
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Odd. This was a very odd piece of verse, even by my own standards, I must say. I'm not sure what the words mean. They have been banging on the insides of my thoughts and finally escaped here! But, they are open for discussion... Hmmmm... English 101!!! *LOL*
Well... now that I've done it to you all again... *snicker*
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